Standing at six feet two inches with a thin and lanky limbs, long brown wavy hair always combed to the right in a Justin Bieber esque style, large brown eyebrows and beady brown eyes covered by his old fashioned nerd style glasses is my brother. He is not just a brother to me though, He is so much more. My brother has been a friend to me,a caretaker,and a mentor, the one who guides me through new experiences.I would not be the person I am today without him. I wouldn’t be in the same place in life or have done the things I have done without him,but for every instance where he has been helpful and caring there have been two more for when he was annoying.While Burak did guide me through life, it didn’t stop him from making it much harder than
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I was finally a teenager and was about to begin the first day of seventh grade. Like most kids at the time, I was nervous. How could you not be? Junior high seemed so much more grown up then middle school. In the sixth grade we were the big kids, we ran the school but now I was going to be the runt. All summer my brother had teased me. He would tell me how hard junior high was. He convinced me the eighth graders were the meanest and most ruthless kids alive. I was genuinely scared for the upcoming year.Sixth grade wasn’t the best time for me in the social world. I was an odd kid who didn’t have many friends, this was due to me being shy and afraid to really open up to people because of how insecure I was that I would be bullied. My brother knew this and he enjoyed it greatly to tell me how I would be made fun of in the junior high. The night before school began I couldn’t sleep, the anticipation, the anxiety, and the overwhelming feeling of fear kept me awake all night. I was barely able to pull myself through my morning routine. I couldn’t eat that morning. My stomach hurt, I felt nauseous.My palms had begun to sweat and I had an overwhelming headache.I tried to take a bite of my cereal when my brother looked up at me and said, “I bet you will be put in a locker on the first day.” After hearing what I thought would be my future, I couldn’t eat. I decided to lay in bed for the rest of …show more content…
Quite possibly more scared than I had ever been. My palms began to sweat. My knees were shaking, my arms felt heavy. The moment had finally come. The school year began. As I stood there trembling in fear my brother approached me.I sighed,expected him to tell me how awful my day was going to be, but what happened was totally different.He leaned down to me and said,”Don’t worry man. Your day will be fine. If you just listen to me and follow my instructions everything will go well. I’m gonna teach you to be cool, instead of the kids picking on you, those same kids will want to be like you.” I liked hearing this. I looked up at him with eyes full of hope and asked, “What do I need to do to be liked.” My brother was about to give me advice that will change my life, It will change how I dress, talk,act, everything about me. He looked me in the eyes and said in a serious voice, “Don’t be a nerd anymore.” That was what I needed to hear. I went into school confident. Instead of being the quiet weird kid sitting in the back I was gonna be myself, be outgoing and social and try and make as many friends as
I was finally a teenager and was about to begin the first day of seventh grade. Like most kids at the time, I was nervous. How could you not be? Junior high seemed so much more grown up then middle school. In the sixth grade we were the big kids, we ran the school but now I was going to be the runt. All summer my brother had teased me. He would tell me how hard junior high was. He convinced me the eighth graders were the meanest and most ruthless kids alive. I was genuinely scared for the upcoming year.Sixth grade wasn’t the best time for me in the social world. I was an odd kid who didn’t have many friends, this was due to me being shy and afraid to really open up to people because of how insecure I was that I would be bullied. My brother knew this and he enjoyed it greatly to tell me how I would be made fun of in the junior high. The night before school began I couldn’t sleep, the anticipation, the anxiety, and the overwhelming feeling of fear kept me awake all night. I was barely able to pull myself through my morning routine. I couldn’t eat that morning. My stomach hurt, I felt nauseous.My palms had begun to sweat and I had an overwhelming headache.I tried to take a bite of my cereal when my brother looked up at me and said, “I bet you will be put in a locker on the first day.” After hearing what I thought would be my future, I couldn’t eat. I decided to lay in bed for the rest of …show more content…
Quite possibly more scared than I had ever been. My palms began to sweat. My knees were shaking, my arms felt heavy. The moment had finally come. The school year began. As I stood there trembling in fear my brother approached me.I sighed,expected him to tell me how awful my day was going to be, but what happened was totally different.He leaned down to me and said,”Don’t worry man. Your day will be fine. If you just listen to me and follow my instructions everything will go well. I’m gonna teach you to be cool, instead of the kids picking on you, those same kids will want to be like you.” I liked hearing this. I looked up at him with eyes full of hope and asked, “What do I need to do to be liked.” My brother was about to give me advice that will change my life, It will change how I dress, talk,act, everything about me. He looked me in the eyes and said in a serious voice, “Don’t be a nerd anymore.” That was what I needed to hear. I went into school confident. Instead of being the quiet weird kid sitting in the back I was gonna be myself, be outgoing and social and try and make as many friends as